Beggars on horseback; a riding tour in North Wales . nes) would fit in my hold-all with theteapot, tin kettle, india-rubber bath, shooting-boots,drugs, and other angular things which had beenalready bestowed in it; in punching fresh holesin the straps, in going to the saddler to have moredees put on the off-sides of the saddles, andfinally in a harrowing parting with our portman-teaus, which, labelled Dolgelly, per goods train,had been delivered to the hand of the boots. Itwas the burning of the ships ; and while the smart,tightly-belted hold-alls were hoisted like plethoricgrooms to their sad
Beggars on horseback; a riding tour in North Wales . nes) would fit in my hold-all with theteapot, tin kettle, india-rubber bath, shooting-boots,drugs, and other angular things which had beenalready bestowed in it; in punching fresh holesin the straps, in going to the saddler to have moredees put on the off-sides of the saddles, andfinally in a harrowing parting with our portman-teaus, which, labelled Dolgelly, per goods train,had been delivered to the hand of the boots. Itwas the burning of the ships ; and while the smart,tightly-belted hold-alls were hoisted like plethoricgrooms to their saddles, we looked back to theportmanteaus, and said, with a hope no largerthan Brutus had, If we do meet again, well smileindeed. For about two miles we crawled at a walk in theheat,—the drab Tommy niggling, shuffling, andplodding; the bay Tom dishing, crossing hislegs, and stumbling, but both absolutely laid outfor goodness. Lulled to a false security, weambled thus up and down the slopes, and proseda little to each other about the scenery: plump,. BEGGARS ON HORSEBACK. 23 knobby hills, such as one would cut out of doughwith a tumbler, with strips of wood straddling overthem ; rich valleys with their sides padded withdark-green trees, all complete and devoid of re-lation to each other, but all similar, like a picture-gallery full of replicas of the same , we said, was not the kind of thing we hadcome to Wales to see. A shaded stretch of road tempted us at lengthto urge the Tommies to their own wild trot, andto its vagaries we and the hold-alls rose and fell,bumped and joggled with what grace we heaps of stones, that had till now beenmerely matter for composed inquiry to theTommies, became at this pace fraught with allsupernatural powers and malign intents, and wecannoned violently and often, as Tom swerved,wild-eyed, from one of these objects of terror,or as Tommy, the ignoble, turned with incredibleswiftness and endeavoured to flee home to thechem
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